Destiny calls To leave these walls For only the fleece Can bring us peace I am to rule A king not a fool The prophesy I will defend And sail to the worlds end Fear the children slain of the hydra For they will seek to kill upon command None can escape the teeth of the hydra From the teeth of the hydra Come the children of the Damned Many have tried And many have died So it is told In search of the ram of gold And guarding the prize With death in its eyes Lies a seven-headed serpent In shadows awaiting the bold We, have not come here to kill But for the fleece Be it the Gods will We, same as the legend The prophesy will be fulfilled in the end Our battle has come And I fear to run But with my blade of steel The serpent is done From his teeth on the ground With an evil sound Grow skeletons of death Wanting my soul